Thursday, April 29, 2010

Oma and Papa

My parents are the best. I'm not kidding. Everyone who meets them thinks so.  That's including my husband! I feel very blessed to come from such loving people.  I was raised to believe that family is the most important thing in the world. 
Griffin is their only grandchild and I remember when we told my parents that I was pregnant. They were so elated they kissed each other and both cried for joy.  It was such a beautiful reaction.
Adore isn't a strong enough word for how my parents feel about their only grandson. They make the trip from the States to Germany every eight weeks to see him. (They say it's to see us as well, but I don't believe that for a minute).



I should mention that after their visits with us, they tack on another week exploring the few parts of the world they haven't yet seen. My mom and dad  may the most disappointed in our eventual move back the the States!

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